That Mexican OT - Johnny Dang (feat. Paul Wall, Drodi) lyrics
Virgil René Gazca
[That Mexican OT - Johnny Dang feat. Paul Wall, Drodi lyrics]
(Tobi, just do it)
(Ayy, yo, is that That Mexican OT?)
That good dope, got me
Looking just like Johnny Dang
Louis Vuitton umbrella when I
Walk through the rain
In the kitchen, whipping chicken
Countin' bread like Cane's
Good dope got a Mexican
Looking like Johnny Dang
Knee deep in muddy water, still carrying my K
Right pocket got money, left pocket cocaine
Bulletproof white Cadillac, riding in a tank
I'ma dirty bay baby from dirty
Bay with a dirty K slide down your block
Light it up with flames
Chopping down the block while the
'Lac doing jumping jacks
Smoking on the 'Wood, yellin'
"Timber" like it's lumberjack
Suppressor on a MAC-10 soundin'
Like it's bubblewrap
Throw the TV in the shower
I'ma give his ass a bubble bath
Yoppas and choppas, lil' bitch
I got a whole lot of that
With the steel, I'ma kill y'all
Got 'em falling back
Got me feeling like a baby, just finished
So where my bottle at?
I'm just rhyming words
I don't even know how to rap
Every time that they see me
Best believe that I'm flossed up
Got crossed up, dick in the dirt
Then I bossed up i be catching these plays
Fuck around and get Mossed up
I be eating the booty like salad
Get it tossed up
Pop trunk on a hater while we waving goodbye
I'm from Lonestar
Sipping lean with pecan pie
I don't play 'bout respect, for that
We gon' die time is money
So best believe I'ma be on time
Louis Vuitton umbrella when I
Walk through the rain
In the kitchen, whipping chicken
Countin' bread like Cane's
Good dope got a Mexican
Looking like Johnny Dang
Knee deep in muddy water, still carrying my K
Right pocket got money, left pocket cocaine
Bulletproof white Cadillac, riding in a tank
I'ma dirty bay baby from dirty
Bay with a dirty K slide down your block
Light it up with flames
In the 'Lac, smoked out, long fours poked out
Keep Ps in the drought
Getting money down south
Feeling like Johnny Dang
Got diamonds in my chain
Hit your bitch in the guts
With this big ol' thang
I got ice on my neck like it's swollen
And they cold than a bitch, yeah
These diamonds look frozen
Real players get chose
So you know that I be chosen
Got exotic in my pocket
Grab a Slapwood and I roll it
I stay out the way, don't be all in the mix
Call me for sevens, don't call me for six
I ain't selling no grams, bitch
Come buy a zip
See the streets getting dry, finna go
And take a trip, let's dip, ayy
Hold up, wait a minute
If I get it then I spend it
When I'm in it, can't pretend it
Keep it tinted with my business
I'm relentless, leave no witness
I got two rent houses
And them bitches get rented
Bitch, I been a boss for a minute
Louis Vuitton umbrella when I
Walk through the rain
In the kitchen, whipping chicken
Countin' bread like Cane's
Good dope got a Mexican
Looking like Johnny Dang
Knee deep in muddy water, still carrying my K
Right pocket got money, left pocket cocaine
Bulletproof white Cadillac, riding in a tank
I'ma dirty bay baby from dirty
Bay with a dirty K slide down your block
Light it up with flames
I got ice all over my body
Looking like a snowman
Big rocks in the grill
Dancing like a slow jam my chain so heavy
I'm walking like an old man try me
You gon' get tagged like a spray paint can
Smoking something from Spokane
I'm getting throwed
It's getting cold, put on a coat
My ice froze
Riding 4s, I'm poking out on nice toes
Drive slow, my trunk up and the lights glow
When I'm sitting so low to the ground
I might scrape it
Nothing fake, candy the paint
I might flake it
Riding down 288 and the top vacant
Thinking you gon' run up on me
Then you mistaken
Getting baked, braking 'em off
And leaving stains
I came through dripping a puddle
You thought it rained
Everything flawless from the grills
To the chain i done spent lot of change
Now I'm looking like Johnny Dang
Louis Vuitton umbrella when I
Walk through the rain
In the kitchen, whipping chicken
Countin' bread like Cane's
Good dope got a Mexican
Looking like Johnny Dang
Knee deep in muddy water, still carrying my K
Right pocket got money, left pocket cocaine
Bulletproof white Cadillac, riding in a tank
I'ma dirty bay baby from dirty
Bay with a dirty K slide down your block
Light it up with flames
(Ayy, yo, is that That Mexican OT?)
That good dope, got me
Looking just like Johnny Dang
Louis Vuitton umbrella when I
Walk through the rain
In the kitchen, whipping chicken
Countin' bread like Cane's
Good dope got a Mexican
Looking like Johnny Dang
Knee deep in muddy water, still carrying my K
Right pocket got money, left pocket cocaine
Bulletproof white Cadillac, riding in a tank
I'ma dirty bay baby from dirty
Bay with a dirty K slide down your block
Light it up with flames
Chopping down the block while the
'Lac doing jumping jacks
Smoking on the 'Wood, yellin'
"Timber" like it's lumberjack
Suppressor on a MAC-10 soundin'
Like it's bubblewrap
Throw the TV in the shower
I'ma give his ass a bubble bath
Yoppas and choppas, lil' bitch
I got a whole lot of that
With the steel, I'ma kill y'all
Got 'em falling back
Got me feeling like a baby, just finished
So where my bottle at?
I'm just rhyming words
I don't even know how to rap
Every time that they see me
Best believe that I'm flossed up
Got crossed up, dick in the dirt
Then I bossed up i be catching these plays
Fuck around and get Mossed up
I be eating the booty like salad
Get it tossed up
Pop trunk on a hater while we waving goodbye
I'm from Lonestar
Sipping lean with pecan pie
I don't play 'bout respect, for that
We gon' die time is money
So best believe I'ma be on time
Louis Vuitton umbrella when I
Walk through the rain
In the kitchen, whipping chicken
Countin' bread like Cane's
Good dope got a Mexican
Looking like Johnny Dang
Knee deep in muddy water, still carrying my K
Right pocket got money, left pocket cocaine
Bulletproof white Cadillac, riding in a tank
I'ma dirty bay baby from dirty
Bay with a dirty K slide down your block
Light it up with flames
In the 'Lac, smoked out, long fours poked out
Keep Ps in the drought
Getting money down south
Feeling like Johnny Dang
Got diamonds in my chain
Hit your bitch in the guts
With this big ol' thang
I got ice on my neck like it's swollen
And they cold than a bitch, yeah
These diamonds look frozen
Real players get chose
So you know that I be chosen
Got exotic in my pocket
Grab a Slapwood and I roll it
I stay out the way, don't be all in the mix
Call me for sevens, don't call me for six
I ain't selling no grams, bitch
Come buy a zip
See the streets getting dry, finna go
And take a trip, let's dip, ayy
Hold up, wait a minute
If I get it then I spend it
When I'm in it, can't pretend it
Keep it tinted with my business
I'm relentless, leave no witness
I got two rent houses
And them bitches get rented
Bitch, I been a boss for a minute
Louis Vuitton umbrella when I
Walk through the rain
In the kitchen, whipping chicken
Countin' bread like Cane's
Good dope got a Mexican
Looking like Johnny Dang
Knee deep in muddy water, still carrying my K
Right pocket got money, left pocket cocaine
Bulletproof white Cadillac, riding in a tank
I'ma dirty bay baby from dirty
Bay with a dirty K slide down your block
Light it up with flames
I got ice all over my body
Looking like a snowman
Big rocks in the grill
Dancing like a slow jam my chain so heavy
I'm walking like an old man try me
You gon' get tagged like a spray paint can
Smoking something from Spokane
I'm getting throwed
It's getting cold, put on a coat
My ice froze
Riding 4s, I'm poking out on nice toes
Drive slow, my trunk up and the lights glow
When I'm sitting so low to the ground
I might scrape it
Nothing fake, candy the paint
I might flake it
Riding down 288 and the top vacant
Thinking you gon' run up on me
Then you mistaken
Getting baked, braking 'em off
And leaving stains
I came through dripping a puddle
You thought it rained
Everything flawless from the grills
To the chain i done spent lot of change
Now I'm looking like Johnny Dang
Louis Vuitton umbrella when I
Walk through the rain
In the kitchen, whipping chicken
Countin' bread like Cane's
Good dope got a Mexican
Looking like Johnny Dang
Knee deep in muddy water, still carrying my K
Right pocket got money, left pocket cocaine
Bulletproof white Cadillac, riding in a tank
I'ma dirty bay baby from dirty
Bay with a dirty K slide down your block
Light it up with flames
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